By the Time I Get to Phoenix

By the time I get to Phoenix' she'll be rising,

She'll find the note I left upon her door

She'll laugh at the part that says I'm leaving

Oh, I've left that girl so many times before.



By the time I made Albaguerqe she'll be working

She'll probably stop for lunch, and give me a call

But she'll just hear that phone go

Right on ringing off the wall, that's all.



By the time I made Oklahoma she'll be sleeping

She'll turn softly, and call my name real low

She'll cry to think I realy leave her

'Cause time and time I've tried to tell her so.



She just didn't know I would realy go...